WAR

• Anna Kolodziejczyk, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2008

As we Settle down for the night
I get a fright
I hear a gunfire
As the smoke rises up in a spire
I get out of bed and see
My mate Lee
Lying on the ground
No one else is around
I start Crying
As my mate keeps lying
There on the ground
I feel sadness all around